Thoughts of a guy that haven't seen much around the world but been serving bits of existence to people from all over...
You would think i woul've settle down by now...after all, experiment was all i ever wanted...but still they persist...every day is a new day...look at this guy yesterday...you would think hes a tough man...and saying goodnight and goodbye he says...''goodbye but its not a good night...my son's very very sick''...and there i go again...what more of existence do i not know????

Wednesday, 21 November 2007

So...i'm off this mornig to the tube station having waking up early enough to get to work and still do some tip for myself...this situation about having more responsabilitie at work has been making me very much a money shy person...of course i got to look at my bible before i leave home so i turn to pag.436 and surprise surprise severe delays both on the Picadilly as on the Northern...so i think...screw it...i'll go to Finsbury and from then the victoria to King's Cross (international???i wish...ahhhh...breakfast in Paris...well...soon enought) then the Circle or the Hammersmith and City to Paddigton, hop on to the Heatrow Express and voila...£6.20 + £7.35 and i'm at work...Something made go on the Picadilly line though...i scrambled onto the platform go all the way to the last carriage, see a lot of ugly people and sick ones at that, manage to squeaze trough and got myself a seat...then i see it...at first is just a glimpse and then...there it is...it looks like a pocket bible and the men does look like one of then american guys that are around London spreading the Word...but no..it aint...a strange connection ties me to this men..its strong, compeling but still i cannot talk to him...what to do???i wanna say something but don't want to be condescendent...i know that if it was me sometime ago i would resentfully make conversation and just as soon as he would leave i would have said to myself "the nerve of that guy...comparing himself to me...bafon...if you know where i've been...screw you ..."what to do????Holborn station...he's getting off...i got to say something...

and then it came..."FRIEND...have a good day" (a stranger...a complete stranger on the subway...a men for that matter)and he knew what i meant...

About Me

A well-frog cannot imagine the ocean,nor can a summer insect conceive of ice.How,then, can a scholar understand the TAO? He is restricted by his own learning.
Chuang-tse
This is what i'm looking for...break the barriers of my learning and know what IS it all about

Is it cold or hot??

How do you know if if the day is hot or cold if you're inside protected by the bricks and the glass of your apartement in a green policed and posh area of Londinum???You can always put your hand out the window and feel the tempperatura but that wont really help, will it now?The moment is short and you dont give a chance to the other elements to be part of the equation.If you're to scared then, dont go out and take the food out of the fridge and eat it and turn on the tv and your compuer and write on it and thus the day goes by and you are here sitting and typing and watching the blue skyes and wondering if that wind iis a northern one or not...you know you will eventually have to go out...i mean...you do need to restoke your refridgerator...a man has hes needs..when you do do though, you will not forgette your jackette or jumper or what ever keeps protected for God forbit...cold shall not make me shiver...Ahhhh...the good life...and you no longer have to suffer ''cause you will never get cold...you ar allways protected...fascinating...

How do you know if it is night or day if you just woke up in a dark enclosed basement and you refuse to see????